The truth
The bread, the house, the car
the bed, the couch, the bar
the mother, the father, the pet Oscar
it’s the same: for days, months, thirty years.
Yet, they turned out different,
she and her sister.
The bread, the house, the car
the bed, the couch, the bar
the mother, the father, the pet Oscar
it’s the same: for days, months, thirty years.
Yet, they turned out different,
she and her sister.